Writing update & weekly thought.
This week has been mixed for my writing. I’ve been working on Elondria, primarily, but as I’ve moved into act 4, I’ve realised I’ve let a few subplots drop. Which left act 4 short, and feeling more like a first draft “skeleton.” I thought about leaving it, and fixing it on the next pass through, but that didn’t feel right.
So, instead, I went back and picked up the lost threads. It does leave some holes in the second and third acts, but I I think I will fix that in draft four.
I’m still working on my entry into Rachael Ritchey’s short fiction contest. All I can say is that it’s not going well. I have several pieces written, snippets of story. And I know what I want the story to be, I’m just having trouble putting it together.
Money doesn’t matter.
It might seem like an easy thing to say, to think, to believe. But society does not allow us to disregard the importance of money. It insists our lives are defined by our possessions (or not) of it.
Our health depends on it, our education depends on it, our job prospects depend on it. Even the manner of our deaths.
I have been reminded more than once this week that money represents the darkest side of humanity. It is the physical representation of our greed and selfishness, an excuse to behave poorly and put ourselves first. It is both reward and punishment.
Do not value money. Value family, value friendships, value experiences, value your health.
Money is metal and paper. Nothing more.
Be grateful for what you have.